The windows are wanting a dusting;
They can’t see a thing through the dirt.
And none but the birds are rejoicing.
Their view is a little bit hurt.
The windows are wanting a shower,
The grit and the grime piled high.
The birds who can’t see their reflections
Are keeping their gaze to the sky.
The windows are wanting a cleaning,
The curtains depressed in the gloom.
And carried on wings of the springtime,
The birds are suspecting their doom.
The windows are wanting their changes;
The birds, bless their buttons, confide:
“We don’t want our ending beginning
In windows that shimmer with pride!”
—
My attempt at anthropomorphism for Lillian’s prompt at dVerse.
I’m not sure it hits the spot, but I’m proud of its poetics. ๐ฎ Also a great one for NaPoWriMo day 4.
You want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys.
You see starving children on TV,
and your heart doesn’t skip a beat.
But when that person sings,
you know who I mean,
your heart opens,
and you get a little teary-eyed.
It takes all kinds
of people and animals
to create this
world of variety we call home!
Even though you want to shoot foxes
and don’t care about rescuing old, tired donkeys,
you’re one of the good ones!
And I love you for it!
—
For NaPoWriMo day 3, I’m reminded there’s all manner of good in this world! Just because people care about different things than we do, doesn’t make them lesser people. You never know… Sometimes we can even learn to love them! ๐
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Not what goes into the mouth defiles a man; but what comes out of the mouth, this defiles a man.โ
Then Peter answered and said to Him, โExplain this parable to us.โ
So Jesus said, โAre you also still without understanding? Do you not yet understand that whatever enters the mouth goes into the stomach and is eliminated? But those things which proceed out of the mouth come from the heart, and they defile a man.
–Matthew 15:11, 15-18 (NKJV)
Your word I have hidden in my heart, That I might not sin against You.
–Psalm 119:11 (NKJV)
and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
–Philippians 4:7 (NKJV)
Guard Your Heart – Lyrics
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
1. The heart is a place where we hide things.
It uses the mouth to speak.
And sooner or later it’s going to tell
Every secret that we keep.
Refrain:
2. It isn’t the things that we’re eating
Or those we have heard and seen,
But all the hard feelings we push down inside
Are destroying you and me.
Refrain:
3. Be mindful of what you are saying,
The words that you think and speak,
For every word has the power to hurt
Or to plant a loving seed.
Refrain: (Twice)
The heart is a place where we hide things.
Refrain:
[So] hide, hide within you the word of life.
And guard, guard your heart in the peace of Christ.
PSST…
Come closer…
Closer…
Don’t tell anyone…
I am full of hot air.
The less I speak,
the more I have.
What a quandary!
I won’t waste it
spreading gossip like the plague.
So I channel it
into balloons,
contaminating everyone
with colorful wishes!
—
My response to De’s “balloon” Quadrille prompt. Come join us, read, write, and comment at dVerse,
where all are welcome!
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Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
–Philippians 4:8 (KJV)
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:
But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. [emphasis added]
–Matthew 6:19-21 (KJV)
There Shall Your Heart Be – Lyrics
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
A.
Whatsoever things are true,
Whatsoever things are honest,
Whatsoever things are just and pure,
Whatsoever lovely things,
If there’s any praise or virtue,
Whatsoever things of good report,
Think, think on these things.
Repeat A.
B.
[And] hide them in your heart
As treasure buried deep,
For where your treasure is,
There shall your heart also be.
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Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele
1. God put the sun in the sky, high,
Dividing the day from the night light.
Darkness so deep doesn’t fly by,
But the sun will rise again.
Refrain:
2. When you don’t feel the love above,
All that you know is the push and shove.
Dark is the soul till the dawn comes,
When the sun will rise again.
Refrain:
3. Christ is the Son in the sky, high,
And shining in you as a light so bright.
Ask him to see with a sight, right,
That the sun will rise again.
Refrain:
‘Cause You will see the sun again,
No matter what and where you’ve ever been.
You know it can’t be hidden long,
So sing your solar power song!
Refrain:
You will see the sun again,
No matter what and where you’ve been.
You know it can’t be hidden long,
So sing your solar power song!
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Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
Refrain:
Pickin’, pickin’ through the pain,
And singin’ through the sunshine and the rain.
Knowin’ even when you lose there’s somethin’ you can gain
If you keep on pickin’ through the pain.
[Come on and keep on pickin’ through the pain.]
1. Like the damage after a storm,
This world seems tattered and torn.
But from the ash arises hope,
And good things are reborn
If you keep on pickin’ through the pain.
Refrain:
2. Like a bird that’s learning to fly,
You’re gonna fall and flounder at times.
But even though you hit the ground,
You still can see the sky
If you keep on pickin’ through the pain.
Refrain:
3. Like a child lost on its own,
You might feel sad and scared and alone.
But even in despair there is a voice that calls you home
If you keep on pickin’ through the pain.
Pickin’, pickin’ through the pain,
And singin’ through the sunshine and the rain.
Knowin’ even when you lose there’s somethin’ you can gain
If you keep on pickin’ through the…
Pickin’, pickin’ through the pain,
And singin’ through the sunshine and the rain.
Knowin’ even when you lose there’s somethin’ you can gain
If you keep on pickin’ through the pain.
Come on and keep on pickin’ through the pain!
My shattered heart rains pieces on all who dare to touch it.
Broken by dreams, doubts, dread, and the debris of drama.
Taken by love, life, loads, burdens, and by laughter.
All who dare to touch my heart shatter it,
Breaking it open like the clouds that bring Spring rains,
Only to leave the brilliant sun in their wake…
My shattered heart rains pieces on all who dare to touch it…
Pieces of love, blessed by tears, strengthened by sorrow, eroded by extraordinary miracles
Of life!
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